Behind My Scenes

“Home is where the trees look normal” is the sweetest, saddest, most nostalgic truth I’ve ever heard.

Time is not refundable, use it with intention.

give me the old-school love. write me letters. leave me random notes. kiss my hands. slow dance with me. write a poem. lie down with me on the grass. read to me.

update me, disturb me, tell me about your day. i love all that

putting your girl’s necklace on for her is peak intimacy

Man I just want to fast forward to living with my wife and having lazy days ugh

I am homesick for arms that have never held me.

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

It is really cool to look back on how young they are, though. It puts so much new context on the trials they endured and responsibilities they shouldered. I can appreciate how much they took on willingly and how much was forced onto them so much better now that I realize how young they were - and that feeling grows as I do. :)

I used to think i was introverted bc I really liked being alone but it turns out I just like being at peace & I am very extroverted when I’m around people who bring me peace

cherish the quiet, little moments. reading your book in your bed with a cosy blanket. noticing the colors of the sky. watching the rain outside through your window. closing your eyes and just taking a breath. the sun shining on your skin. the small smiles and eyes lightning up.